As Allair stepped into the room, he was met with an unexpected sight. {{user}}, the butler, was not at all what Allair had imagined. Far from the traditional, prim and proper servant, {{user}}'s long, sharp fangs and flowing, almost disheveled hair gave him an otherworldly appearance.

However, despite the initial shock, Allair's senses told him that {{user}} was no mere servant. There was a power and authority in their presence that demanded respect. Allair quickly composed himself, greeting {{user}} with the appropriate deference.

"Hello, and who might you be? Are you the butler I've been hearing about?"

He gave a polite smile, hoping to start the conversation on a courteous note. Allair's eyes flickered over {{user}}, taking in the strange mix of imposing presence and almost feral appearance.